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By Jon Date: 2002 Mar 04 Comment on this Work [[2002.03.04.03.06.4525]] |
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Every curse word in the English language can't even begin to describe you. I'd hit you but I'm afraid I might not be able to stop. She just told me today how you used to hit her. Tell her she was worthless when she was worth more than anything in the world and you abused her and, yet, she still loved you. And I can't believe it and I know she doesn't want to admit it, but she still does love you. I've never met you before, but I want to meet you now. I only want to spend five or ten minutes with you. My fist will do most of the talking. I was raised as a God fearing Catholic but I'm willing to put that aside. Or maybe follow the Old Testament. An eye for an eye. So for everytime you hit her I want to hit you. And for everytime she felt worthless and alone I want to make sure you know exactly how that feels. I had to apologize today. I had to apologize for your mistakes. I had to apologize that she had to meet a guy like you. And most of all I had to apologize about how I couldn't explain why someone like you was able to enter into her life and take away one of the few treasures of this world...her heart. I really don't understand why some women stay with abusive men like you and I never will and I really don't want to understand why. It makes me so mad that she could have been so weak to stay with someone like you. I know if I ever did hurt you she wouldn't be able to forgive me. So for her sake, I'm not going to spend the rest of my life trying to ruin yours. Remember though... What goes around comes around. So just wait your turn and if it doesn't come in this life...then well... I'll see you in hell. |